User blog comment:Ferretmaiden/Wolf Pack/@comment-1222705-20110110020048

Darkfrost smiles at her "Alright then:

Well, a few years ago, I was once an Alpha of my own pack. I had a mate, Brighteye and two pups, Hailpelt, the elder, a male. And Cain, the younger, a female. Not much to tell besides that. But one night a wolf feigning hunger came to camp. Back at this time I went by a different name. I was kind to him and let him eat and stary with us. He repaid us with desteuction.

That night more wolves came, along with Enslavers. They slaughtered my pack, collared me, and burned our dens. I saw the wolf kill my mate and pups. I killed the two Enslavers holding me, and charged him. He bolted away, and I was struck dumb at the sight of my pack. He attacked me from the side and gave me the three scars over my right eye.

I fought him, and gave him a nice bite in the chest. As I ran to finish him I was hit by an Enslaver's Claw. When I awoke, all the foe were gone, my glade destroyed, my pack slaughtered. My Son's body had been taken from his death place. As I left I saw a darkened frost on the ground, blackened by the soot of the fires. I named myself Darkfrost, after this."

He sighs "That's what I've seen every night